Qin Dian looked at the ice flowers and lightning in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned black, his chest was stuffy, and he wanted to vomit blood, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly retreated far away, with his back to the tomb. His cultivation level was too low to adapt to such a level of battle, and he couldn't even watch the battle.

The ice and snow continued to fall, turning the entire tomb into a big world of ice and snow, Yang Yi's spirit yuan was constantly consumed, and his mouth was also panting like a cow, and the thunder and lightning sword spirit did not have the previous speed, compared with the first sword, it was at least four layers lower, if it wasn't for Yang Yi wanting to control the thunder and lightning sword spirit, at this time it would have been possible to distinguish the winner and loser.

"It's not a way to go on like this!" Although Yang Yi has now mastered the upper hand, he can't find a good way to subdue the Thunder and Lightning Sword Spirit, facing the Thunder and Lightning Sword Spirit with the cultivation of the Condensation Realm, it would be a pity to destroy it ruthlessly, and any martial artist would make the same choice.

Yang Yi groaned while taking out his sword, which is also the advantage of cultivators, the divine thoughts are double-divided, you can meditate while fighting, and when the cultivation is profound, at a glance, the divine thoughts are ten thousand years, and the divine thoughts are even more earth-shattering.

"Although the speed of the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit has slowed down a bit now, if you want to lock it, it's far from enough, maybe you can fight it!" Yang Yi gritted his teeth slightly, reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, if he wanted to get the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, it seemed that it would not work without paying some price.

"Hah!"

Thinking about it, Yang Yi condensed all the spirit yuan on the long sword.

"Click.......

This long sword from the Ice Palace made an overwhelming cracking sound, but now Yang Yi couldn't take care of it, this sword was originally snatched, and if it was broken, it would be broken.

"A Thousand Shadows of Illusion!"

Dream Bingxiang swordsmanship is divided into four major tricks, Yang Yi used the first move to dream back to the sky when he opened the enchantment, this is a move to break the surface with a point, constantly compressing the spirit element, making it form a spike-like sword qi, the blocker is invincible, and now he is using the second move, Illusion Thousand Shadows, this move is trapped, with countless ice flowers in the air, reflecting light, affecting the opponent's sight, and he is hidden in this ice and snow world, waiting for a killer blow.

Yang Yi's figure disappeared suddenly, the thunder and lightning sword spirit lost its target, and couldn't help but stand still in place, the eyes shining with electric light kept searching around, after all, it was just an ownerless sword spirit, if the master was still there, he would definitely be able to use the power of the soul to find Yang Yi's location.

A sense of danger rose from the heart of the thunder and lightning sword spirit, it roared wildly, the long sword was raised, and countless electric snakes spread indiscriminately around, and under the flow of the electric snakes, countless ice flowers were stirred to pieces.

Yang Yi's figure appeared solemnly behind the thunder and lightning sword spirit, the move was broken, and it was too late to collect the move, Yang Yi gritted his teeth and threw out the scarred long sword in his hand.

"Bang ......"

As soon as the thunder and lightning sword spirit sword stirred, the long sword that had been tempered for thousands of years became countless fragments, and Yang Yi took this opportunity to point at the forehead of the thunder and lightning sword spirit with his right hand, and his left hand grasped the sword body of the thunder and lightning sword.

The magic trick that had been ready to be launched for a long time entered the body of the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, and Yang Yi intended to forcibly seal the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit.

Receiving a strong threat, the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit began to struggle frantically, but its body was no longer able to move, and the thunder and lightning in its hand were also grabbed by Yang Yi.

"Tear the ......"

Countless thunderbolts frantically poured out from the body of the Thunder and Lightning Sword Spirit, constantly hitting Yang Yi's body.

"Poof......

Yang Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was like a lightning strike, the meridians were shocked, and the qi and blood surged.

"Thunder Trick!"

Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and his left hand, which grabbed the sword of thunder and lightning, launched the thunder channeling technique, guiding the thunder energy in his body to disperse from his body.

The space around Yang Yi and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit continued to vibrate, emitting a dazzling thunderous light.

The thunder and lightning sword spirit continued to struggle, and Yang Yi also secretly complained, but the arrow was on the string, so he had to send it, and the index finger of his right hand kept moving, forcibly controlling the actions of the thunder and lightning sword spirit.

But as soon as the magic trick entered the body of the thunder and lightning sword spirit, it was shattered by a crazy thunder shock, and Yang Yi was shocked to find that he still underestimated the power of the thunder and lightning sword spirit, its body was like the Yangtze River, and the pure power of thunder and lightning had become thunder pulp.

"Damn!" Yang Yi scolded.

He was already unable to move, and the Quadrupole Demon Array was restrained by the magic sword and could not be used.

"Okay, let's see if you're strong or I'm strong!" The crazy stubbornness in Yang Yi's heart was stimulated, and his right hand kept hitting the trick.

Although the magic formula was constantly shattered by thunder, Yang Yi still did not give up, breaking one, then condensing two, breaking two, and then condensing four.

Fortunately, it was Yang Yi who had passed the body trained by the Purple Gold Heavenly Fire, and if he was an ordinary martial artist, he would have died of scorching black under the thunder energy.

Yang Yi's magic trick entered the body of the thunder and lightning sword spirit, and the thunder light of the thunder and lightning sword spirit also continued to pour into Yang Yi's body, and the two sides formed a tug-of-war.

Qin Dian heard the sound behind him weakening, and slowly turned around to watch, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Do me a favor, use all your strength to attack the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, and I will help you absorb the rebounding thunder light!" Yang Yi couldn't help the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit couldn't get rid of Yang Yi, so a third-party force was needed to break this situation now.

Qin Dian's eyes showed a hint of struggle, Yang Yi and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit couldn't move, and now there were two choices in front of him, one was to help Yang Yi get the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, he still didn't get anything, and the other was to wait for Yang Yi and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit to lose both, he was so yellow that he was behind, and he took advantage of the fisherman.

Slowly pulling out the long sword, Qin Dian slowly walked towards Yang Yi and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, and the thunder light emitted by the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit continued to pour into Yang Yi's left hand, so Qin Dian did not suffer any attacks.

Yang Yi is a mortal in the flesh, and the thunder and lightning sword spirit is pure thunder power, after a long time, Yang Yi is sure to die, and the thunder and lightning sword spirit may also be wiped out, but this thunder and lightning sword still exists, it is very likely to be the existence of an artifact, if Qin Dian gets this artifact, after returning to the electric sword gate, it will inevitably soar into the sky.

How to choose, Qin Dian's heart was at war between heaven and man, he never thought that he would actually have a moment to make a decision, and his sword would decide the fate of the three people.

Yang Yi looked at Qin Dian, and he also knew in his heart that Qin Dian was struggling very much at the moment, but his fate could not be decided by others.

The index finger of his left hand was raised slightly, and a faint thunder light began to wrap around his fingertips, if Qin Dian made a move on himself, he would inevitably die under the thunder, although he would fall into a greater crisis, but it was better than death.

Qin Dian came to Yang Yi and the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, his tooth crown was clenched, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and it was about to fall.

A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Yi's eyes.

You, how to choose!